An Imaginary Escape

The alarm blares

But I wasn't alseep either way

Constanly worrying abou what the next day will bring

Going throuh the motions everyday

But there comes a time where it's just me

Alone

Not the tye of alone that a person regrets

But the alone time I need to be me

Writting

I write to escape reality

The imaginary world is more forgiving

And I never want to leave it